After separating from Jabek Chunyue, Mu Chen returned to the main road of the camp and continued to walk towards the King of the Wasteland. The night deepened, the fires on both sides of the road became dimmer, and the tents became more and more sparse.

Finally the hardened road came to an end, and I was back on the soft sand dunes. He seemed to be thinking about it all the way, maybe thinking back to the conversation he had just had with Jabek Junyue, or maybe he was thinking about how to deal with the King of the Wasteland, but he always walked steadfastly and strode in the direction he should go.

By the time he noticed the giant scorpion beside him, the camp of the Chakebu was already behind him, and he could only faintly see a little light. He waved his finger at the scorpion, and it swayed into the sand dunes until its raised tail hook disappeared.

By the moonlight, he looked around, there was a dead silence, and he could hear his own heartbeat quietly, and the wind that had been raging in the wasteland for many years seemed to be hidden, which made people feel fearful.

"This is almost here, I get goosebumps every time I come, the overlord of the wasteland, why do you have to live in such a chilling place?" Mu Chen complained in his heart.

Not long after, a vaguely outlined palace appeared before him, and he stopped at the gate, the tall walls stretching out on either side without end, and only the uneven surfaces and neatly arranged battlements could be faintly seen.

The gates were wide open, and there was no one in front of them, and there was no light on all sides. I don't know if it's too late at night, or if it's already exuding gloomy, and the open door is like a sucking abyss, swallowing everything.

Mu Chen didn't hesitate, walked directly into the door, and shouted as soon as he came in: "I'm here, you haven't come out to greet me, there is no light at all in the middle of the night, do you want to sneak attack me?"

He had been here several times in the past two years, and he had some understanding of the temper and temperament of the King of the Wasteland, and although the two were hostile, they were also familiar with each other.

Walking and walking, the surroundings suddenly lit up, under the feet is a stone trail extending from the door to the main hall, with a meter long stone deep embedded in the sand paved, on both sides of the symmetrical stand the stone carvings of the wasteland people, less than 100 meters on the trail about a hundred ten, although the posture is different, but all of them are holding torches in their left hands and weapons in their right hands. With each step he took, a pair of stone torches were lit.

"I like this opening. Mu Chen laughed.

When the last pair of statues were lit, he came to the door of the main hall, which was brightly lit and empty, with nothing but the stone throne in the center.

The throne was large and square, two meters wide and three meters high, as if it had grown out of the ground, and there was not a single gap in the stone floor.

The King of the Wasteland sat on it, his left foot on the edge of his seat, his left hand on his knee, his right hand leaning on the armrest with his head on his lean, his eyelids half-raised, and his expression lazy.

"Why didn't you hear the sound of the battle at this time, how did you get in?" the Wasteland King asked, but he didn't feel how much he cared about it.

"Whoever sneaks in won't be late at night. Mu Chen stood seven or eight meters away from him and stopped.

"Sneaking in? doesn't look like you. Say, how do you want to fight today?" the King of the Wasteland put his feet down and prepared to get up.

"Wait, I'm not here to fight, I'm here to chat with you. Seeing him get up, Mu Chen took a small step back with his right foot, subconsciously adjusting his pace.

"Chat, that's not with you, I'll go back to the bedroom to rest, and I know how to go back to the road." The Wasteland King turned away.

"I'm going back. As soon as he finished speaking, the King of the Wasteland stopped, sat down on the throne again, and dragged it up with his right hand.

He was wearing a black and purple robe, wearing a hood, a wide hood covering most of his face, his expression could not be seen clearly, reflecting the firelight, the robe on his body was shiny, his clothes were not buttoned, and his chest was exposed.

"Why go back, don't you want to know what the world behind me is like? ”

"Why don't you care, come here to say goodbye to you, although I don't like your gloomy personality very much, but you have also provided me with amusement for two years, and if you were not for these two years, I really don't know how to live in this boring wasteland. And looking at your pitiful appearance, guarding the whole palace by yourself, without friends or relatives, living alone in this stone tomb-like place, leaving without saying hello to you, I really don't want to go in my conscience. Mu Chen provoked the King of the Wasteland with contempt.

"Hmph, if I can't beat me, I can only use my mouth to take advantage. The King of the Wasteland was unmoved.

"Otherwise, you can go back with me, and let you see what life is and what the world is. By the way, do you have a name? To go to the Human Continent, you must first have a personal name, so it is better to call it Wang Wasteland, hahahaha. "Mu Chen is not this kind of villain who has no grace and can only taunt, he has never won the King of the Wasteland in the past two years, and now he is leaving, the unwillingness and loss in his heart have caused him to be unusual, and he is quick to speak here.

"It seems that you are really reluctant to give up on me, or that sentence, defeat me and let you go, let you see the other world you imagined. The King of the Wasteland was not shaken by Mu Chen's provocation, but smiled at him with a calm expression.

"You don't know what's behind you, you're under house arrest at all, you've never been seen out, and you've never seen anyone coming. I sometimes wonder what you eat for a living, there's nothing here but stones, isn't it... The last time I came, the back of the throne was higher than the current one, and after eating, my teeth were really healthy. Mu Chen continued to sneer.

"If you don't want to tell me why you're going back all of a sudden, there's no need for us to continue the conversation. The King of the Wasteland lost patience and got up and walked back.

"Wait, I want to ask you why you're staying here, why you're living alone, why don't you kill me?" Mu Chen saw that he was about to leave, regained his senses, and asked these three meaningful questions.

"It's still those answers, I'm the King of the Wasteland, and nature guards the entire Wasteland. Only those who are strong in heart can endure loneliness. You can't beat me, and it doesn't matter to me to kill or not. The King of the Wasteland turned his back to Mu Chen, and without looking back, he answered the questions he had often asked in the past two years concisely and concisely, but there was some helplessness in his tone.

"What if I take you wastelanders back with me?" Mu Chen then asked again.

"That's impossible, it's absolutely impossible for us wastelanders to go with you willingly. The King of the Wasteland spoke firmly.

"Her name is Jabek Chunyue, and she said that she wants to go with me to see the outside world, to feel the life of human beings, and to find my own value in this world. ”

The King of the Wasteland hesitated, but did not reply immediately, and after about ten seconds, he said: "Not everyone in this world is like you, in order to pursue the truth and understand yourself, you can give up everything. If there really is such a person, whether it is a wasteland person or not, please cherish it, and one day when you see everything in front of you clearly and are disheartened, maybe you can bear it together and soothe each other's hearts. After saying this, he disappeared into the darkness without a moment's hesitation, and the bright firelight around him was also extinguished, leaving Mu Chen alone in this dark and empty hall.

"What is the truth, I just want to see the world on the other side of the wasteland, I just want to know why I live like this, why we can come back from the dead, why we don't live like ordinary humans, why we also live on the human continent, but we are guarded against and managed, why do you want to garrison the wasteland and separate this same connected land alive, why do you block me so firmly, but always reveal an incomprehensible expectation, is the truth really so terrible?" Mu Chen roared hysterically at the vanishing back of the Wasteland King in the dark palace. The emotions that had been bothering him finally exploded, he gasped, turned around and strode out of the hall, angry, until the gate of the palace city slowed down, lowered his head, hung his shoulders, listless, and moved his legs with great effort, the fatigue after the emotional outburst made him look confused and helpless.

After only a few steps, he summoned the giant scorpion, climbed on its back, lay flat on it, and said weakly: "You can go anywhere." ”

The giant scorpion carried him as he walked across the dunes, unhurried and at a constant speed.

It was already dawn when he came out, and the morning sun in the wasteland was not scorching, but it was hot. Not far from Miyagi is a bush of small size, with low shrubs and tall cacti mixed together, which contrasts with the golden sand and earth-gray walls, and looks so incongruous.

The giant scorpion entered the bushes, found a three-meter-tall stout cactus, and stopped in its shadow, just covering Mu Chen on his back.

He was depressed, had not slept all night, and gradually fell asleep in the cool shadows, his expression was calm, and his breathing was even, as if nothing had happened last night.

When he woke up, it was already dark, the breeze carried a hint of coolness, and out of instinct, he curled up in a ball, without any intention of getting up.

"I thought that I was going back this time, and I should communicate with him frankly, but who knows, I am still confused. Jabek Chunyue, a newcomer of the wasteland, actually made me cherish her, and to share the consequences, and soothe each other's souls? Is this making fun of me, or is it implying something? But in the face of a stranger, how can I be as honest as I am with my companions? Every time I see him, the original questions are not answered, and many new troubles are added. Mu Chen got up while thinking, hugged his shoulders, and trembled. He gently patted the giant scorpion that had been taking care of him, and said, "Let's go, let's go see Jabek Chunyue." ”

He didn't know how to choose, but facing his doubts, not escaping, not resisting is his attitude towards life, and it is precisely because of this that he is driven to find answers alone in the wasteland.